Outside | K. Bakugo x Reader

Chapter 6

[5 days onwards]

Me and Ejiro were looking at all of the books in the library when the door burst open, a familiar vermilion eyed individual coming in soon after.
"Oh, i didn't realise you weren't alone" Katsuki mutters.
"What is needed of me?" I ask softly, trying to prevent my gaze on him staying too long.
"Just uhh... you know.."
What followed was inaudible.
"May you repeat that?" I inquire, raising a brow.

Still, inaudible.

"Dude, what?" Ejiro asks.

"I SAID, THE DRESS PLAN" he shouts.

My eyes light up "Has he done a sketch already?!"
"Yeah.." he scratches his head as Ejiro's eyes widen.
"Following in your parents footsteps are we, Bakubro?"
"Shut up, shitty hair" he grumbles as he grabs my wrist, stealing me from the room.

He holds me close behind him as we enter one of the studies, taking a seat at one of the desks as he pulled out a sketch book.
He flips it past multiple designs before coming across one labelled "Princess - Ball"

I stare at the beautiful design that was etched onto artistic paper.
The torso was a deep royal blue, very few sequins dusted it though it was enough to make it look like the night sky. The straps were off the shoulder which would compliment the style wonderfully. As the blue reached the skirt (which was large-puffy and full), towards the bottom it faded to white. Along it, there were a trail of small white butterflies leading towards the torso.

I eyed it in awe "Thats incredible"
"Like it?" he smirks.
"I've never seen anything like it, I love it"
"Figured, girly girl fairy tail"
"Not more nicknames" I laugh "i'll have to make you one"
"Nah, you don't" he says, alarmed.
"Okay, okay" I roll my eyes which then meet his.

My breath hitches for a moment which confuses me.
Why's that? Why did I lose all air for a moment?

He blinks, seemingly to wake himself up and looks down at what i'm wearing today.
"Pink, huh?"

We hear the door click open and we slightly jump as we look behind us. A lovely Uncle Shota enters the room.
"Hi dad!" I wave excitedly at the man.
"Dad- i thought he was your uncle?" He tilts his head.

"Young Bakugo, i didn't expect you here" He says nonchalantly as ever.
"Look, his dad is helping with my gown" I sweep up the sketchbook and hold it up as my uncle walks over towards us. He stares at it for a moment "It's nice, will your father allow it?"
"I hope so" I mumble "I love it very very very-"
I'm cut off by Katsuki playfully punching me in the arm "We get it"
"Hey! You'll pay" I grin evilly and his eyes widen.

Shota clears his throat and i laugh awkwardly "right.. uhh, I've got to be on my way"
I stand from my seat.
"Where are you going?" He furrows his brows as he watches me.

"You're welcome to come along if you wish, Bakugo" Shota mutters.
"Oh! Do!" I smile and turn to leave. Bakugo's chair scrapes as he stands up and as i'm about to leave, i stop in the doorway to watch them.

Shota grabs Katsuki by the arm as he's about to pass. My uncle then says something I can't quite make out but it makes the blonde jolt his arm away "I know"
I squint my eyes but continue to walk away towards my room to get dressed.

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"Where are we going?" Katsuki wonders out loud as he follows me and Shota down a windy path in the woods.

Almost as if on cue, the glass house comes into view. We continue down the rest of the path and then upon reaching the building, we step inside. There were a few plants about so i suppose you could call it a green house, but there was a large space in the middle.
"Now, let's begin" Shota cracks his knuckles as a confused expression spreads on Katsuki's face.
I undo my cloak and allow it to drop to the floor, revealing my costume.

"Wha-" Katsuki starts, gulping in shock.

My outfit was all black, a well fitted top with long sleeved arms and a slight skirt though underneath i had shorts, paired with tight knee high boots.
"How long has it been, Y/N? 6 months?"
I nod "probably"
"Let's hope your strength hasn't wavered" his eyes glow red for a moment.
I hum "I do doubt it, dad"
"Then let's begin."

I shut my eyes and manipulate my quirk while my hair begins to raise just like my uncles though my eyes glow green instead. I lift my hands to activate my quirk more. The plants begin to mutate, growing in all sorts of shapes but reaching out towards the man.
I open my eyes and watch as his scarf begins to float, eyes red. My hair drops.

"What have I told you? Attempting to use your quirk is useless"
"Until you blink" I groan and don't let my guard drop.
"Until then?" he raises a brow as his scarf shoots over to me.
"Dodge" I jump out of the way, flipping, but also towards the dark haired man, my left leg stuck out to land on him.
He recognises this and his scarf changes direction. It wraps around my ankle but i use this to my advantage, curling into a cannonballs position after predicting his move of pulling me towards him. This way i can gain speed as i fall and crush him.

Again, he notices this and throws me backwards instead, causing me to land on my back and wind myself.
"Not bad, but not the best" He states as he walks over. However, he blinks, allowing my quirk to reactivate. The vines move at a great speed, wrapping around his limbs and dragging him to the floor. I gain my breath and stand back up, now it's me looking down at him.

Immediately after he looks back at me, the hold loosens around his arms and legs which let him break free.
"Didnt i tell you about restraining someone instantly?" he says in disappointment.
He throws his scarf towards me and due to me being near him, he easily captures me. I struggle against the fabric but it's no use.

I let out a frustrated sigh and pout "awww i thought i had you"
"You would've, if you actually restrained me" He shakes his head.

I glance over to Katsuki who's staring in disbelief. He blinks multiple times.
"Your quirk.."
"Amazing, right?" I pretend to toss my hair over my shoulder.
"Yeah, actually" he grins "i want to fight"
"Bring it on then" I get into a fighting stance in preparation.

"No chance." Shota shakes his head "It would break this glass house"
"I guess" he grumbles and shoved his hands into his pockets.